Sometimes there just is no logical explanation for the things that go bump in the night…unless it’s all in your head. Or, is it?
I have to admit. This story has been in my head for a long, long time. It has gone through numerous revisions and title changes. I have struggled to find the best way to tell the idea that swims in there, toying with me like a killer clown illuminated by a dim street light. That is what keeps me up at night.
Sleep tight for me, I’m gone.